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 Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 8:55 am
Please re-post all of your RPC sheets into this section as of to not clot-up the main story line.
I will re-post my character here and delete my previous RPC.
Please do the same.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 8:55 am
Name: Mörder Wolfgang Sex: Yes. Race: Was once considered "human." Age: who the f*** cares? - He's old enough to r*pe and murder you. Personality: complete smart-a**, Risk-taker, If Greed and Lust had a son: It would be me. Psychopath. Pyromaniac. Necrophiliac. Adrenaline-Junky. Cannibal. Narcissist. Anarchist. Reflection (appearance): Theme music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ulqZHTWvM0Weapons: A sickle made out of nano-tranz units- "Jigsaw" - (a rod with a magnetic core that has a pole controller that unifies and sculpts the titanium files into whatever shape the user wishes.) -Plasma-firing Revolver - "Thunder Barrel." (8-shot revolver/plasma rounds/regenerates ammo.) Background: "You may hate me, so long as you fear me." - "Whatever you've heard about me, It's probably true. Why not just run with that and leave me alone. Haven't you heard? I'm a monster?~ Driven by greed and bloodlust. That's all anyone really wants these days anyway, isn't it?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 9:50 am
Name: Jebediah
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Age: 25
Personality: Stubborn, sarcastic, forgiving, ruthless, friendly
Reflection (appearance):
http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11111/111112756/3039396-0471698405-booke.png
Primary Weapon: Shotgun
Secondary weapon: Short sword
Background: Jebediah had seen his fair share of unforgiving days while among the horde of monsters and humans alike. Jebediah was used to it. Humans, at least in Jebediah's mind, were the worst monster of all. Jebediah had witnessed the death of someone near to him. In fact, he was inches away from the tragedy. He was held down and forced to watch her get killed. This grotesque form of brutal torture was more than enough to cripple a man. And it almost did.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 10:06 am
Name: Ykraïn Race: Hmmm, let's go with Dragon? Sex: Unknown Age: Unknown, probably very old Personality: Grumpy, hates humans, but loathes itself more; cunning and likes to manipulate people to make them do what he wants. Reflection (appearance): A Metal Dragon most of the time  Theme song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLUaKyQGxuoPrimary Weapon: Ykraïn can rearrange at will the parts in his body, transforming part of himself or its whole body into something else. Its mouth has fire and gun power, as well as a few vapors (sleep, paralysis and poison). Ykraïn can use parts from any machinery around to fuse with it and become part of his body, as well as the effect of the machinery if any. Secondary Weapon: Ykraïn possesses a void pocket, allowing it to store parts of his body, as well as use as a small shield. Background: Although Ykraïn is a full machine now, it hasn't always been. Some say he was human, some say different; but what is sure is that humans did this to it, which is why it hates them so much. Ykraïn appears really grumpy most of the time, but few know it really more than that.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 11:09 am
Name: Gunnar Ravencloak Sex: Male Race: Human Age: 27 Personality: Gunnar is very easy going and simple. He is pretty trusting as a person and is the type to usually get along with everyone. Reflection (appearance): [x]Weapons: Gunnar has been trained with a staff when he was younger since he always refused to kill anyone back then. He has not used it in years but he is still decent in it- just a bit rusty. He carries around a bronze staff that uses pressurized air/steam to build up until it forces the end out with extreme force for a few inches. It can also release steam at both sides of the staff to cause it to accelerate much faster than a normal fast. Both attacks are far more deadly than the average bullet so he usually refuses to use it, due to reluctance of taking a human life. Secondary Weapon: A bottle of expensive wine... Background: Gunnar was born of a wine merchant and his wife. Their merchant job wasn't huge but they still transported expensive wines from one wealthy man to another. They raised Gunnar to be a polite man and trained him in their trade. Also, since things can get hairy, his father hired a master to train Gunnar in a multitude of weapons. No matter what was handed to him the boy seemed to only be proficient in a staff. Years passed and Gunnar gained contacts and began enjoying wine a bit more than a normal person. Other: Sorry all of this is so crappy ._. I derp
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 12:59 pm
Name: Eris Eden Sex: Female Age: 20 Personality: She is sweet, funny and dorky only the closest of her friends can see this side of her, When she is uncertain of someone her demeanor changes to her becoming shy, quiet, and or unattached, and in some cases completely cold. Since she has and affinity with all weapons it's one way to get her talking, but when it comes to battle she turns into a skillful warrior coming up with battle plans that at most times never fail, Reflection (appearance): http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww275/Pale_white_blue_eyed_beauty/steampunk_zpsjvxwatxy.jpgPrimary weapon: Modified Gatling Gun (Personal favorite of Eris's) This gun is around 8 feet long, and weights up to 500 pounds. Eris's left arm was replaced with a mechanical one, she slides her arm into slot where it locks in place, the weight is nothing to her, when she pulls her arm out, her skin replaces itself using micro-nano technology basically a self healing and regenerating mechanical but living organism . The Gatling gun has two features, a machine gun feature which shoots 100 bullets per round, reload is at 50 rounds. The second feature is sniper form. She calls it "Dragon's eye" can shoot from a distance of 200 ft. Secondary weapon: Duel Sakura Pistols. Normally they would only see her Gatling gun, but attached to her boots are two medium sized pistols, When she is in close combat, or needs to run and shot, she takes out these guns, Why they are called Sakura, is because the metal is made from rose gold, and the bullets she uses are in the shape of Sakura cherry blossoms they explode when they come into contact with any type of surface, which includes humans. Background: Eris was born into a happy family, Her father being a well known inventor of machines and weapons, but only at request. Her mother was a fashion designer for their town. Eris had poor health growing up but that never stopped her, her parents loved her so much, so when she turned 7 she got a horse. While out riding, her horse was spooked by a snake, and ran wild through the town, both of eris's parents followed the horse. it throw Eris in the air, and she fell onto a large boulder, it hit her spine, and the impact of the fall broke her left arm and right leg, as well as injuring many of her vital organs, her heart, liver, and half of her lungs. When they brought her back to her father's shop, the noticed how badly she was hurt, and he decided to do the only thing he could to save her, do a mechanical transplant, to replace many of the broken organs and body parts. They waited roughly 3 months until she came to, it was to be hidden from the rest of the world of what he had done, even in their far advanced world, combining human and machines were against any code of an inventor, Eris's health improved over time and she grew up like any normal child but the mechanical parts slowly started changing how she grew, such as her eyes changed color the whites of her eyes turned black and they once beautiful blue was now a piercing gold, when the towns people saw her they thought "monster!!!" this made her very sad, and begin to dislike humans because she felt she was no longer one. The mayor of the town disliked Eris's father for marrying his beloved child hood friend, so he thought of a plan to take down the whole famile and put them each to death. Eris's mother became aware of this plan and told it to her husband and they packed eris's things and sent her off to her uncle's workshop, with a letter explaining everything. She would never see her parents again. Her uncle they called him Archfiend Eden, because he was labeled as a crazy inventor. He also ran a school for gifted students, he saw that Eris had an affinity for creating weapons, so he enrolled her. After only 5 years turning 20 she held a degree in Weapon mastery, She was put into work by her uncle creating weapons for military bases.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 4:54 pm
Name: Isaac
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Age: 29
Personality: Angry. Erogant. Hates losing. Can't control his actions while fighting.
Appearence: http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/179/c/4/nightingale_armor_by_williamfdrake-d557y35.jpg
Theme music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_l4Ab5FRwM
Weapons: Spear imbued with blood magic (Devourer). Uses basic dark magic. Can summon low-level demons.
Background: Ever since he was old enough to fight, Isaac always swore allegience to his god, his faith seemingly undying. Isaac thought that he would have a great life, fighting for the god he loved, bringing honor to his family and country. Isaac, after returning home from another victory, discovered his entire family had been murdered by cultists. This pulsed rage throughout Isaac, clouding his judgment and filling him with confusion. Why would the god that he fought for do such a thing? And if he didn't do it, why didn't he stop this from happening? Isaac had to release his anger somehow, so he did the only thing he knew how to do. He trained. He trained day and night, not stopping to eat or sleep, trying to distract himself from his real fealings, until he collapsed. Waking in an infirmary, Isaac had no choice but to deal with his emotions there. Isaac started having halucinations about this murderer and his god. After 2 weeks, Isaac was realeased from the infirmary, and was absolutely confused on what he was going to do next, so, he decided to go to an inn. While sleeping, Isaaca saw visions of dark figures lurking over his family's corpses. One of the figure's head slowly turned to Isaac, and when the figures head fully turned around, Isaac woke up before he could see its face. Isaac, startled, ran out of the door, but what he found was an endless hallway. he ran and ran, until eventually, he collappsed. Isaac, confused and alone, began blubbering uncontrolabley. He then felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned around, and what he saw was the dark figure, smiling. The dark figure slowly opened his mouth, and asked "Would you like to leave?". Isaac said yes, and when he woke, he was more powerful than he could imagine. Isaac decided to keep increasing in power, until he could challange the god that consumed his life and turned his back on him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 5:25 pm
Name: Amadeus Renwall Sex: Has a wang. Race: Human Age: 56 Personality: Prefers to be alone but knows how to socialize, often blunt but lies while drunk or threatened, has a strong sense of tact, will snap if deeply offended. Reflection (appearance): [X]Primary Weapon: Steamed tanto [nickname: butter knife] (short sword with a hilt that has a steam powered heating system. Releases bursts of steam from the back of the hilt to release pressure and heats the blade for better cutting ability) Secondary Weapon: Projection unit [nickname: Holt] (steel ball with a projector built into it so that it can generate pre-programmed weapons or other such objects onto the space in front of it. Holograms are solid but cannot be moved out of the projection range of approx. 20 ft) Background: Born into a rural town encased by mountains to cattle herders, his mother died in childbirth and his father pressed him to become a herder as he had been. Amadeus followed his father's orders but hated to do so. One of the cattle escaped one day and he went out to find it, discovering that there was a city past the south mountain range. He went into the town and found a drunken man who demanded he take him home. He did so and found the man's study to be filled with weaponry and books. When he went home, he packed up his things and went to study under him. In 20 years, he learned his master's art of steam-powered machinery and of the world. When his master passed, he left to travel the world, picking up more skills and books as he progressed. His drunken stories have left him hated amongst some groups and his angry outbursts have gotten him run out of his fair share of towns. What skills he has in fighting are strategy based and what physical skill he has comes from those skirmishes he's been in while in bars.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 5:46 am
Name: Cyrus
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Age: 24
Personality: |Stubborn| |Monotone| |Expressionless| |Cold| |Careful| |Affectionate| You can trust her to protect you until a certain point, but then she will leave you alone and go on her own path.
Reflection (appearance):
Cyrus Appearance
Primary Weapon: Labyrinth Masquerade - a W.O.T. Maverick Gun 1.0 gun with liquid aether bullets (she calls it "Mask") The aether liquid as a Life-force/energy, which can be harvested and used, it might be possible, to use it for multiple purposes and probably, as energy can be usually converted into a different state of matter, also in a liquid form. The idea was, that the liquid state would be the inert storing form of Aether and bullets filled with this liquid-aether releases their energy activated on impact in a massive burst, causing a lethal "overdose of life" when hitting living beings.
So it would be a deadly weapon with no material collateral damage.
Secondary weapon: Hidden Syringes ("Dracula") Stashed away under her slit skirt. She calls them "Dracula" For a reason. Used when "Mask" is knocked out of her hand, she will inject the syringe into the opponent. These bad boys starts to inject a paralyzing toxin into the blood stream, causing the opponent to be stunned only for 5-10 minutes. (Since it is a weak toxin she created)
Background: |Nomadic| (No home anymore, she just goes where ever she can find useful material) Born with no mother around, Cyrus lived and cherished her father like a normal daddy's girl would. Always had respect, manners, and a heart of gold. Until one day her father was caught in a house fire by some dark tall figure. A monster, maybe? Orphaned at 14, too late to save and watched her own father die before her eyes. Cyrus punished and battered herself for her father's last breath, to believe that he would be proud of her, she took on, handling his unfinished work - Making illegal and probably illogical weapons. Once imprisoned for carrying around illegal material, she thought long and hard about her ways to sneak off materials and weaponry from town to town. Learning weaponry off of different strangers and trained herself to have a perfect aim and range. Now, 24, and very cold and aggressive to almost everyone she meets. Cyrus is known for her hit and runs around towns, and her Impressive skill for making and repairing weapons.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 4:26 am
Name: Samuel Fey
Sex: Male
Age: 23
Personality: Hardy, Brash, Silent, Compassionate, Determined, Decisive, Affectionate, Somewhat cold, and Intelligent.
Reflection (appearance): What my avi is right now.
Primary Weapon: Rapier, hidden blade, revolver attached to hidden blade.
Secondary Weapon: Rifle with crossbow.
Background: Born in a poor family, he was sold as a slave after his parents were executed for thievery. He was sold to a kind master, everyday he would learn new things, and his master would even teach him about machinery. He was treated like a son, he was brought out, fed, given clothes. He earned enough money at a young age. He hand his master had planned on a fair trade. Samuel would buy his freedom, and in return, he would be adopted by his former master. Although they were almost there, all good things came to an end after someone had broken in his master's house, and killed him. He was then sold to another rich man, and this man was cruel to his slaves. Everyday he would be beaten with rods, and if he did not do his work, he would be branded as a slacker. After years of hard work, and pain, he had grown to be a strong young man. He bought his freedom, and he continued his life so on. He then reached the age of 19, and he became a great inventor. It was then a group of men had hired him. He was well fed, had good logging. The men offered to teach him their ways. He agreed to it. And so he found out that he had been working with a secret organization. What were they called? Meh... He was then given an item. A bracer with a mechanism that had a knife built to it. His smarts getting the best of him, he had made his fifth invention. The revolver hidden blade!
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